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Mom” stop eating your fat” Daughter “but I only weigh 130 pounds”  ‘stop eating all this food you fatty” ‘I only weigh 120 pounds  “you look amazing”
I looked at the stars, found them pretty, they seem so far I looked furthermore, looked outside, parks, in a store  I sat down on a chair, after looking everywhere I started looking more, even checked upstairs  I asked a police chief, and I asked
Outside, the rays of sunshine that glide through the green canopies of river birch trees And land on me, a three-year-old filled with glee
We have all come such long ways. whether near to our dear, or far from home, with each a story of our own It may be patience, trust or love, new chapters just to prove
Sunlight, rainbows, smiles, and joy I knew nothing else Not anger, sadness, or pain I had a father, a mother  Two sisters and a brother 
The sun is raising  The birds are chirping The pancake and eggs are their  You tell me to go to sleep, I would not care.   The sun is rising The alarm is ringing I have no time to do my hair
I saw a child playing with the falls of autumnThe innocence in his face, the laughter in his smileLike a tiny dandelion, I show him blossom.
There is a song that I was forced to hear The voices were often lined with not love, but neither hate This song is known far and near This song was never recieved with much love, but neither hate  
A baby bottle. A soothing hand in my hair. Coos in different languages as I steal the family’s attention. The marble floor is cold and I giggle; my fluffiest socks protect me!
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